Shang Zhi lay on the sofa, his thumb and index finger pinched the stiff business card, looked at it over and over, and pondered it repeatedly.

I couldn't figure it out, so I turned over again and lay on my back to watch.

Sansan put the antique bracelet back in the jewelry box, stuffed it into the safe, and prepared to return it to the brand manager tomorrow.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Shang Zhi frowning at a business card and pondering.

She walked over and sat on the edge of the sofa: "This is what Mr. Ji gave?" ”

Shang Zhi nodded: "It's in my handbag." ”

Sansan grabbed it and took a look: "Such a simple and rude pretty number must be Ji Yanli's private number." ”

He handed it back to her: "Are you unhappy?" ”

Shang Zhi hugged a few duck dolls on the sofa, closed his eyes, and said nonchalantly, "I'm afraid." ”

"Afraid of what?"

"Unpredictable, he's not like other men."

Ji Yanli is the man selected by Shang Zhi from Hong Kong, Macao and the mainland to best meet his requirements.

In fact, compared to him, the family background of the merchant is relatively low, which means that it is easier to enter, but the power is not strong enough, so it still can't be her safest haven.

The season banquet is mysterious enough, and I don't know anything about the family's life experience. Does that mean that his background is strong enough for him to cover up everything about him in the media?

She did her homework enough, racked her brains and tried her best to find out the slightest trace of Ji Yanli, but she didn't expect a banquet for her to see.

Now it seems that it has been provoked.

Sansan smoothed her long hair: "But he is your best choice, since you have decided to break free from the current shackles, then don't hesitate." ”

Shang Zhi's face was buried in the doll's fluffy stomach, and his voice was muffled: "Hmm." ”

At five o'clock in the evening, it snowed again in Beijing, and Shang Zhi sat on the ground wrapped in a thin blanket outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa, taking a deep breath and muttering to himself to make sure that his voice was tactful and listening.

The call was picked up less than three seconds after it was dialed out.

"Hello?"

When she met yesterday, the scene was chaotic, she only remembered that he was superior, and when she calmed down and listened, she found that his voice was so low and mellow, like a fine wine made of hormones, and she could easily hear a texture.

She entered the industry at the age of sixteen, in addition to acting classes, the most she took was language classes, making movies not only requires touching acting skills, but also a voice with texture and story, Shang Zhi is very envious of him, and he doesn't need to practice deliberately to have this kind of voice full of stories and a sense of fate.

The wait was too long, and the other side asked again: "Hey?" ”

Shang Zhi reacted, his timbre rose, and he didn't know how much brighter than the warm sun in winter: "Hello Mr. Ji, it's me, Shang Zhi." ”

There was silence on the other side for a moment, and when he spoke again, he could feel a slight smile in his voice.

"Hello."

She suddenly became apprehensive, but she was not timid: "Thank you for sending me the bag back, there is a valuable bracelet inside, if I lose it, I can't afford to pay for it." ”

Ji Yanli: "It's just a gesture." ”

Continue to attack: "I thought about it, I think I still have to invite you to a meal, otherwise I don't want to go, you have already sent me a trip, and I am really embarrassed to trouble you." ”

These words are sincere, a little true and a little fake, a man will take the bait, but he won't.

He seemed to have spent a few seconds deliberately determining the itinerary before he regretted: "Yo, it's really unfortunate, I'm not free today." ”

"So, tomorrow?"

"There's a meeting tomorrow."

After repeated repeated two and no more, Shang Zhi's heart cooled down, and he silently scolded him in his stomach for being raised by a son of a bitch.

I don't want to give the opportunity to stuff any business cards.

She didn't show it, and smiled in frustration: "Okay, I can only make an appointment next time I have time." ”

There was a faint "um" sound over there, and she only spoke a second before she hung up the phone: "However, I happen to lack a female companion in today's bureau, do you want Miss Shang to come?" ”

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The world of rich people is too simple, but a small 28th birthday is worth chartering the entire sky restaurant, Sansan sent Shangzhi to the VIP elevator, told her that she was still waiting here at the end of the day, got into the nanny car, and disappeared into the underground parking lot full of luxury cars.

Shang Zhi was wearing a mask and sunglasses, a silk suspender dress and a suit, and when she chose a coat, her eyes skimmed over the one handed over by the season banquet that night, and quickly made a decision: "That's it." ”

The man's fitting suit was worn on her, the silhouette was a little overdone, and the languid wind of oversize made her more and more petite.

The elevator opened with a "ding", and in the slowly opened door stood Ji Yanli with a black shirt and black trousers, and when he saw Shang Zhi, his eyes glanced up and down, and he chuckled: "It's beautiful today." ”

The two of them stood in the elevator car that was not too wide, the fragrance of flowers and agarwood wafted in the air, and they swept the tips of each other's noses lightly, Ji Yanli suddenly spoke: "Today are all friends I know, and there will be no photos to circulate." ”

Shang Zhi didn't squint, smiled lightly and shook his head: "It's okay, actors also have private lives." ”

The season banquet ceremony is noncommittal, the 36-story building is not low, the elevator is running rapidly, and the short-term weightlessness is a little intoxicating.

Shang Zhi stared at the mirror elevator door in front of him, his eyes shifted slightly, and he was caught off guard by the reflection of the mirror and Ji Yanli's eyes.

Her conditioned reflex shifted away, and her white earlobes were stained with a little redness.

Ji Yanli didn't break through her crampedness, chuckled, and sipped the thin cigarette that had been between her fingers into the corner of her mouth, and realized that she had forgotten to bring a lighter.

He was helpless, thinking that when he took it down, he saw a pair of white and delicate hands reaching out in front of his eyes, his thumb lightly pulleying, and a beam of blue-purple flames rushed out.

With her other hand, she held the wind in her hand and waited quietly to light a cigarette for him.

Ji Yanli glanced at her deeply, a hint of playfulness flashed in her eyes, and her smoky lips gently pulled up a curvature.

There was silence in the air for a moment, Ji Yanli suddenly chuckled, turned her head and lit a cigarette with her hand.

Both of them maintained this motion, staring at each other calmly in the smoke.

There was another "ding", the elevator went to the 36th floor, slowly opened, and the evening breeze blew in, dispelling the thick ambiguity in the air.